Sarah Leclerc, Younger sister of Arthur, Charles and Lorenzo Leclerc. She is currently 14 years old and in a tough situation. When her Karting season is over she decides to travel with Charles to his Grand Prix. Will this help her situation or only...
"I hate flights with my whole life" I say sitting next to Paul, we had to fly with the team so all of the mechanics, drivers and media crew was there. "Don't worry me to" he says giving me a smile. "Okay let's go over strategies" Lucas (I can't remember the name I used) my race engineer and my strategist Taylor said to me. "We've been over them 6times" I said leaning my head back in my chair, I may be 17 but I'm still a little inmature...
"Got it?" Lucas asks me and I nod putting an earpod in my ear and start listening to a random song. "Sar" "Yes Aron?" I ask with a smile "I've got something for you" he says handing me a box and I look confused "Why?" I ask and open it
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I chuckle and put it on, "Thanks it suits my personality" I say giving him a quick hug "I know" he replies with a smile. "So what do you want?" I ask him and he looks confused "What do you mean?" "You want something that's why you bought it." I say "I want you" he mutters under he's breath but loud enough for me to hear. My eyes widen while I sip my water causing me to almost choke "What?" I ask "No nothing" he says shaking he's head
We're back at the hotel and my room is on the 3rd floor. I go in and lay down on my bed while I look at the clock '11pm' "Fuck" I mutter taking off my clothes and showering,this is going to ruin my whole sleep schedule,while I'm in the shower my phone starts to ring. I pick it up leaning out if the shower and losing my balance falling, the fall was so loud I think everyone in the hotel probably heard it "What the hell Sarah" I heard over the phone. I quickly get up and awnser "Hey Charlie" I awnser chuckling "how was your flight" he asks "Not so bad, went through strategies and-Oh wait I'm gonna send you a photo" I reply sending him a pic of the bracelet "Paul gave it to me" I say over the phone. "Ha! That's cute" "I know" I reply but then I remember what he said "So, are you guys together or-" "NO" I scream turning the shower on again "Is this a bad time?" Charles asks "Eh kinda I'm busy showering" I reply "Okay well, I just got out of the plane so see you tomorrow for breakfast?" He asks "Sure, goodnight" I say hovering my phone on the decline button "Night" he awnsers and I decline.
"SARAH YOUR TAKING FOREVER" Charles screams at my door. "I'm coming, fucking rude" I mumble the last part while I open the door giving him a fake smile. I'm wearing black jeans with a red bull junior driver tshirt. "You're starting to look like Max" Charles said concerned and I roll my eyes, We're going to eat at the buffet in the lobby "A few other drivers are also going to be there" Charles says and I nod. We greet everyone since were the last to arrive, Arthur is sitting with Ollie while me and Charles are getting food. I hate eating in public because I'm scared if I take to much it looks like I'm eating a lot. "Is that all your eating?" Charles asks looking at my plate with raised eyebrows. I only took salad. "Yes.." I reply and he sighs.
"Ready for the race?" Arthur asks me and I nod, "the strategies are looking good" I respond taking a bite of my salad which is very dry and has tomatoes so I make a weird face and Danny laughs at me "Don't you like tomatoes?" He asks me and I shake my head scraping them out if the salad "hate them" I reply while Max laughs. "Care to share your strageties?" Ollie asks while I give him a sarcast laugh and then turn cold "No" I simply reply taking a sip of my coffee.
After breakfast me and Paul are walking with our strategists and engineers for track walk"You know I've always wondered one thing" he says looking me in the eye, I began to wonder "mh?" I mumbled looking back to the track I'm walking on "How do you put on your helmet? I mean you have really long hair so how does it fit?" He asks confused and I laugh "I mean, I just usually but it in a ponytail or bun" I laugh "I don't really care if it hangs out" I reply shrugging my shoulders. "Remember to go wide in this corner" Lucas says looking at me over my shoulder and I nod.
"Radio check" Lucas says, I'm 4laps in and in P4 "Cause I'm just a teenage dirtbag babyy" I sing "That's enough Sarah" he says and I sigh "Yeah it's fine" I reply turning off my radio. Practice is going good, I'm still trying to get heat in my tyres. "This car is fucking shit!!!" I scream not knowing the radio is on "What's wrong" Lucas asks annoyed "It's understeering like crazy" I say, it's beginning to get dangerous for me and the driver in front of me "Copy, if it gets to much box" Lucas replied "What's my lap time?" I ask "1.21.165" he replied "I'll box, get the issue fixed so that we do good in qualifying" I say going around turn 2.,"fuck I'm gonna spin" I scream over the radio "Control" Lucas screams That was super close, I get to the garage and the mechanics push me in. I take off my steering wheel get out and put it back again. "Fuck!" I scream falling out if the car. Everyone is looking at me while Lucas gives me a hand. I take off my helmet and balaclava and take out my hairtie leaving my hair loose. "You look slutty" Launa says giving me a hug and chuckeling. "Thanks you look Georgis" I reply and she looks confused. "Nevermind it's an inside joke" I say. I walk over to the mechanics and look at the car. "When will it be fixed?" I ask the Matt, he's the chief angineer. "It will be ready by tomorrows practice and quali" he says standing up "shit" I say running my hands through my hair "Thanks Matty boy" I say patting his shoulder and going back to Launa.
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